Chapter 198: Three People in One Room
In fact, ever since Yuan Caiwei pushed open the door and entered the courtyard today, Yan Shuyi had felt like a bristling kitten.
But she wouldn't admit she was jealous.
In her opinion, jealousy was something only narrow-minded women in the common folk would do. Such women usually only knew about love and romance, rejoicing when they gained it and grieving when they lost it, their joys and sorrows tied to men. They had no concern for the world's great affairs, and their horizons were extremely limited.
They lived their lives merely to marry a good man and raise a family.
She was naturally not that kind of woman; she wouldn't be jealous. She just felt like she hadn't poked anyone in a long time and her hands were itching.
This ordinary, unfamiliar Young Master truly attracted a swarm of bees and butterflies.
Having fiancées all over the mountain was one thing, but there were also four Qi points—abdomen, heart, back, and waist—that had followed him all the way from Dan Mountain to his home. Wouldn't that require him to take off his clothes?
Yan Shuyi felt that if she hadn't traveled to Shengjing, accidentally met this unfamiliar Young Master, and then been invited to his home as a guest,
she wouldn't know what would happen tonight.
The little Master Jian narrowed her eyes as she thought, then rubbed her abdomen nonchalantly, and looked up at Yuan Caiwei.
Yuan Caiwei was currently looking down, lost in thought, and didn't notice, which made her delicate nose wrinkle slightly.
Just then, a voice called out, “Hurry and wash your hands, dinner is almost ready,” causing Yan Shuyi to instinctively stand up,
and run to the porcelain basin to wash her hands. This was a habit she had developed over the past half month of winter, almost becoming a reflex.
Seeing this, Yuan Caiwei's eyelashes trembled slightly.
She had known Yan Shuyi for many years, and the Master Jian of Lingjian Mountain in her impression had always been stern.
When the spirit mirror chose her, she alone supported Xuanjian Peak, using various means to contend with Tianjian Peak's covetous gaze. Her immortal aura was aloof, and she viewed the world with cold eyes.
She had seen Yan Shuyi's condescension, and she had seen Yan Shuyi as ethereal as an immortal.
She had seen the arrogant loftiness when she first wore a crown and sat among the Sect masters of the Seven Great Immortal Sects at the Immortal Gathering that year.
So even though she knew there was something between Yan Shuyi and Ji You, she still couldn't imagine what Yan Shuyi would be like if she liked a Young Master.
Until today, seeing her sometimes jealous, sometimes instinctively well-behaved, she couldn't help but feel surprised.
Ji You entered the room at this moment to get wine and glanced at Yuan Caiwei: “You go wash your hands too.”
“Understood.”
Yuan Caiwei obediently replied, then also got up and went to the porcelain basin, immersing her hands in warm water, her expression slightly complicated.
After he said, “You go wash your hands too,” she seemed to understand.
It turned out that no matter what their status, women instinctively liked to listen to their husbands—
Just like the dignified little Master Jian, there was always a gentle and adorable side she only showed to her husband, a side no one else could see.
“That’s terrifying.”
“?”
At this moment, Yuan Chen, holding an axe, stood in the corner where firewood was stacked, looking at Ji You who came out of the room, and slightly opened his mouth: “Is this what older sisters are like after falling in love?”
Ji You looked at him: “What do you know now?”
“I won’t even mention Master Jian, I’m still a little scared of her, but as soon as Brother-in-law spoke, she went to wash her hands. But normally, who would dare to order her around? She’s the next Sect master of Lingjian Mountain.”
Yuan Chen then pointed at his older sister: “My older sister gives me the same feeling. She never smiles at me normally, but she’s like a different person with Brother-in-law.”
Sisters have always had a Bloodline suppression over their younger brothers since ancient times, especially after he became a direct Disciple of the Dan Sect. His older sister acted as both sister and teacher, so she was naturally very serious. Yuan Chen once thought his older sister was born that way.
Ji You couldn't help but grin at this moment: “I truly am a femme fatale.”
Yuan Chen turned to look at him: “Why would you be a femme fatale?”
“Don’t look at how calm I am right now, even flipping the wok while stir-frying, but I’m actually very worried I won’t survive tonight.”
Yuan Chen suddenly remembered the tragically dead potatoes and couldn't help but hold his breath.
Then Ji You brought all the dishes to the dining table and calmly called the two women to eat.
A clever Young Master is like this; he must remain calm in times of crisis, because the more flustered he is, the more people will think he has something to hide. It's better to be open and honest.
To thrive, one must have this level of psychological fortitude.
His Physique truly seemed to be evolving in the direction of a stallion, attracting attention was indeed true. If it was always like this,
Yan Shuyi, that vinegar-guzzler, would sour herself to death just from jealousy.
“Young Master Ji, Master Jian’s sister and I just discussed the matter of treating your arm.”
Ji You raised his eyes: “My arm?”
Yuan Caiwei put down her chopsticks and said softly, “I found an ancient prescription at home, and with a specific technique, it can help your arm recover better.”
“How should it be done?”
“You’ll need to take off your upper garment—”
Ji You suddenly recalled the scene of an aunt and niece practicing martial arts among flowers, and thought to himself, “You Dan Sect really don’t want me to survive tonight. It’s fine if this arm doesn’t get better.”
However, as Yuan Caiwei explained the principle clearly, Ji You understood that the doctor didn't need to undress.
After dinner, night had slowly fallen.
The firewood crackled in the stove, and several sweet potatoes were slowly softening inside.
Yuan Chen sat by the stove in the main hall, throwing firewood into the firebox while his gaze darted towards the west wing room.
Meanwhile, Ji You was sitting in the wing room, having taken the Medicinal Pill given by Yuan Caiwei, and then slowly removed his clothes, revealing his broad chest.
Yuan Caiwei and Yan Shuyi were in front of him, staring intently.
The former lightly bit her thin lip, recalling the night in the Dan Mountain medicinal pool, her mind filled with fiery images.
The little Master Jian, on the other hand, gazed calmly, with an expression of indifference, for a long time.
Some women's eyes are naturally lively, as if they can speak. Yan Shuyi is one such person; one can see the meaning of “this Master Jian has seen everything” in her eyes, but her cold face gradually turned red.
Actually, treating an illness is a serious matter, and generally, others shouldn't observe; it should only involve the doctor and the patient.
But ever since Ji You followed Yuan Caiwei into the west room, Yan Shuyi would often push open the door expressionlessly and enter.
The first time she came in, she took a cup, watched for a long time indifferently, and then left. A while later, she came in again to take a prayer mat, watched for a bit indifferently, and then left.
Then it was a bronze mirror, a quilt, a cotton mattress…
Ji You thought to himself, if you’re worried, then just stay; there’s no need to dismantle my room. So he repeatedly invited her.
Thus, the little Master Jian reluctantly stayed, and watched Yuan Caiwei's every move with great focus.
“Is it true that Yuan Chen really doesn’t know the technique?”
“The Human Race Physique is fragile. If the Dan Qi invades even slightly carelessly, it can cause irreversible damage. He has no experience, and I’m afraid of hurting Young Master Ji.”
The little Master Jian turned her head after hearing this: “Sister Caiwei has experience?”
Yuan Caiwei nodded gently: “After I found the ancient prescription, I practiced it countless times at home.”
“How did you practice?”
“I practiced it according to my imagination—”
Before the New Year, the Dan Sect had to deliver the promised Medicinal Pills to the other six Great Immortal Sects in exchange for their protection for an entire year.
Therefore, the entire Dan Sect must have been extremely busy this past month.
As a Fifth-Rank Alchemist, Yuan Caiwei was naturally the main force for Alchemy in the Dan Sect. To make time to practice this method amidst her heavy Alchemy tasks, she could only find time late at night.
Thinking of this, Yan Shuyi's heart stirred slightly.
Ji You also thought of this and couldn't help but glance at Yuan Caiwei.
The Medicinal Pills with customized dosages he received when he went on a mission to the Snow Region seemed to have been refined by her and Yuan Chen staying up late.
Without those Medicinal Pills, if he had taken a punch from Soldier King head-on and had his Qi penetrated, he might not have been able to hold on until Demon Emperor City.
And then there was the little Master Jian, who was outwardly tsundere but inwardly cared about him just as much.
If she hadn't sent Yan Chuan to follow him all the way, he might have been directly shot dead by Soldier King with an arrow from afar.
The Tianjian Peak lineage had always coveted the authority of Lingjian Mountain, and the burden on Yan Shuyi was extremely heavy; she had been constantly in seclusion to break through realms.
Yet, because of his establishment of a Worldly Family and his mission to the Snow Region, she had repeatedly emerged from seclusion midway.
Many people in the courtyard said that he had a Dao Heart of Clear Understanding Physique, but now it seemed that he was actually an Innate Soft-Rice Saint Physique. At this moment, as the Medicinal Pill took effect, Ji You's limbs were already unable to move.
This is for treatment purposes, because while nourishing the Meridians individually, the most crucial thing is not to use even a trace of Spiritual Qi; otherwise, the Medicinal Pill Qi and Spiritual Qi will clash, posing an extremely high risk.
The only way is to use Medicinal Pills to sever the patient's control over their limbs, ensuring that Spiritual Qi does not surge through the Meridians.
Then, Yuan Caiwei moved forward, and the Medicinal Pill Qi in her hand began to enter Ji You's body, then stimulated the Medicinal Pill's properties, gathering towards Ji You's hands, her palm pressed against his chest.
Smooth and soft.
However, compared to Master Jian's hand, it seemed a bit cooler.
Ji You had been kissing Master Jian every day these past few days and had his chest caressed by her, seemingly unintentionally, quite a few times.
At this moment, he began to use his Divine Thought to look inward, feeling the Medicinal Pill Qi continuously spreading within his body, then pushing the Medicinal Pill's power to gather in his arms.
It was very comfortable, like getting a massage, but Ji You frowned deeply at this moment, feigning pain.
Sure enough, Master Jian, who was a bit jealous, became much more docile.
See, at such a time, one cannot be comfortable.
However, Ji You's expression made Yuan Caiwei a bit puzzled: "Does it hurt?"
"It's alright, you can continue."
"Then I'll continue."
"Come on."
After Ji You finished speaking, he paused slightly, thinking, 'Isn't this reversed? This very concerned 'does it hurt' should be asked by a scumbag to a woman beneath him.'
At this moment, Yuan Caiwei glanced at Yan Shuyi out of the corner of her eye and suddenly realized that Ji You was concerned about Yan Shuyi's feelings. Her hands couldn't help but exert a little more force, which indeed made Ji You feel a pang of pain.
Ji You was stunned for a moment, looked down, and saw Yuan Caiwei suddenly showing an innocent expression.
Yan Shuyi's brows furrowed slightly at this moment, and she couldn't help but say softly, "Be gentler. Although I don't know how to treat Meridians, I imagine he must be in some pain."
"He's faking it."
"?"
"He's afraid someone will mind, so he deliberately pretends to be in great pain, hoping that someone will feel more comfortable inside. He's very thoughtful."
Yan Shuyi paused slightly after hearing this, then narrowed her eyes and looked at Ji You.
After a while, Yuan Caiwei's hand pressed onto Ji You's back, then gently stroked downwards, resting on Ji You's kidney area: "This position is the kidney. Young Master Ji must hold his breath and calm his Qi to avoid accidental injury."
As her words fell, Ji You and Yan Shuyi's expressions involuntarily became serious.
At the same time, Yuan Caiwei's expression was also very serious, her pearly teeth lightly biting, even more cautious than when she touched his heart's pulse at his chest before, as if she was afraid it would melt if held in her mouth, and afraid it would break if held in her hand.
After a long time, as the Medicinal Pill Qi was transferred into it, Ji You's arm gradually felt a surge of heat, making the original soreness in his arm even more pronounced.
But this is a good thing.
Because Feng Yang had told him that this was the feeling of Meridians being unblocked.
"Is it effective?"
"Mm, I feel the soreness in my Meridians has disappeared, but there's still some Spiritual Qi blockage."
As Yuan Caiwei's Medicinal Pill Qi dissipated from his body, the previous Medicinal Pill's power was also completely released.
Ji You gradually regained control of his limbs. At this moment, he sat up from the bed, slightly exerted force with his arm, and felt a surge of Spiritual Qi clashing in his arm.
Yuan Caiwei now placed her hand on his wrist, then put her other hand in his palm: "The effect is good, but this is only the first time. It's just laying a foundation for recovery. Two more times should be enough, but recently, don't eat spicy food, or greasy and cold food, and wash your hands with warm water."
Ji You looked at her hand in his palm and couldn't help but recall the Yaozu Gongzhu with the round buttocks and tail.
Pulse-taking doesn't require such intimate hand-to-hand contact; he was very certain about this.
Ji You looked up at Yan Shuyi and found her attentively listening to the precautions Yuan Caiwei was explaining.
You all are just bullying Yan Shuyi because she doesn't understand medical skills, aren't you?
As the three spoke, they emerged from the side room and saw Yuan Chen sitting by the stove, covering his ears with both hands.
Just now, from behind the door, he heard things like 'it hurts' and 'be gentler,' which sounded a bit inappropriate for children.
"Young Master Ji, we must go now. We will return tomorrow."
Yuan Caiwei now looked at the night outside the window and turned back to Ji You.
Everyone at Tianshu Academy knew about her coming to see Ji You. If she stayed overnight, it would definitely harm her reputation.
Although she wasn't afraid of harming it and even hoped to, she still had the identity of Dan Sect.
In this regard, she was not as good as Master Jian from Lingjian Mountain. She snuck over, and even if she gave birth to a chubby boy, she could keep it a secret.
Then Yuan Caiwei stood up with her Medicinal Pill box on her back, was seen off by Ji You, and walked down the mountain path with Yuan Chen.
"How did you feel when you entered the courtyard today, A-Jie?"
"What do you mean, 'what feeling'?"
Yuan Chen pursed his lips: "Seducing Brother-in-law and being caught by Master Jian A-Jie—"
Yuan Caiwei couldn't help but stop, looking at him seriously: "She hasn't married yet, why can't I?"
"But it looks like she's already married."
"That's just how it looks."
Yuan Caiwei was indeed flustered for a moment when she found Yan Shuyi in the courtyard.
Because in her opinion, even if two people have feelings for each other, it doesn't mean anything; one should still like who they like.
But living together is different. If something really happened, she wouldn't be able to openly compete with her sister for a man.
However, when they had just made contact, Yuan Caiwei had secretly used Medicinal Pill Qi once, and she knew that Sect Master Jian's sister was still a virgin.
Having lived together for so long without becoming pregnant, it's still uncertain who will have a child first.
At this moment, in the main room, Ji You, who had seen off the Yuan family siblings, turned back and saw Yan Shuyi in front of the stove.
The fire hook was burning red.
Ji You sat next to her: "Shuyi, call me Gege."
Yan Shuyi: "?"
"If you don't call me, Yuan Caiwei will."
After a long while, there was a clattering sound from the courtyard.
Ji You was nudged several times by a fair jade foot, but Master Jian's fair, slender toes also had several tooth marks.
"Are Yuan Caiwei's hands comfortable?"
Ji You hooked out the sweet potato from the stove: "Wasn't it for treating an illness just now? Why is it being described so sordidly?"
Yan Shuyi narrowed her eyes, thinking, 'If I hadn't come to spend the winter here, it's hard to say whether tonight would have been a treatment.'
Thinking of this, she turned to look at Ji You, her soft, bright eyes staring at him for a long time, then she gently leaned in, her red lips slightly parted. The next morning, the morning light spilled over the Imperial Capital.
Yuan Caiwei woke up in the small courtyard, washed up, applied makeup, and then called Yuan Chen to wake up.
At this time, the Master-in-charge Disciple who had brought them up the mountain yesterday came to the door again, delivering Princess Changle's invitation for the second time.
However, just like yesterday, Yuan Caiwei still had to go to Ji You's place, so she politely declined.
Then the two walked up the mountain path, attracting many people's attention along the way. They then arrived at Ji You's courtyard gate and knocked a few times.
Yuan Chen was a bit nervous at this moment, thinking, 'I wonder if Brother-in-law is still breathing.'
Then footsteps sounded from the courtyard, the courtyard gate opened, and Ji You appeared from behind.
But to the surprise of the Yuan family siblings, Ji You had a wound on his mouth.
This wound was very strange; it was on the upper and lower positions of the right corner of his mouth, very small, but it looked very deep and had definitely bled.
"Young Master Ji's mouth—?"
"Oh, I ate too much hot and sour shredded potatoes last night, so I got a bit inflamed."
Ji You wiped the corner of his mouth, explaining with a feigned calm.
Yuan Caiwei looked closely and the more she looked, the more it resembled a tooth mark, her expression involuntarily changing slightly.
"Come in, I've cooked porridge. We can have breakfast together."
Yuan Caiwei came back to her senses: "Where is Master Jian's sister?"
"She likes to sleep in a bit, so she's not up yet."
Ji You responded, as words like "love," "now," "lazy," "still," and "get up" would pull at his mouth,
causing him immense pain.
Yan Shuyi had bitten him with too much force; he even suspected she had used Spiritual Qi.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to leave a wound with his Physical Body strength.
Ji You led the two into the courtyard, then served the white porridge and brought it to the small table, calling out for them to wash their hands and eat.
At this moment, Yan Shuyi appeared at the doorway with a yawn, and seeing the wound on Ji You's mouth, the corners of her lips slightly curved upwards.